“God has created nights well-populated with dreams, crowded with mirror images, so that man may feel that he is nothing more than… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
“It must be that I am not made to be a dead man, but these places and this discussion seem like a… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
“Why a should a dream be any less real than this table. Or Macbeth be less real than today’s newspaper.” — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
“He wanted to dream a man; he wanted to dream him with minute integrity and insert him into reality.” — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
In our dreams (writes Coleridge) images represent the sensations we think they cause; we do not feel horror because we are threatened… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
“And so, as I sleep, some dream beguiles me, and suddenly I know I am dreaming. Then I think: this is a… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
I, who have been so many men in vain, want to be one man, myself alone. From out of a whirlwind the… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
I am almost sure to be blotted out by death, but sometimes I think it is not impossible that I may continue… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
I am interested in the past. Perhaps one of the reasons is we cannot make, cannot change the past. I mean you… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
You have wakened not out of sleep, but into a prior dream, and that dream lies within another, and so on, to… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
I know of one semibarbarous zone whose librarians repudiate the "vain and superstitious habit" of trying to find sense in books, equating… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
We (the indivisible divinity that works in us) have dreamed the world . We have dreamed it resistant, mysterious, visible, ubiquitous in… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
“It is love. I will have to run or hide. The walls of its prison rise up, as in a twisted dream.… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
“The three of them knew it. She was Kafka’s mistress. Kafka had dreamt her. The three of them knew it. He was… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
“Afterglow" Sunset is always disturbing whether theatrical or muted, but still more disturbing is that last desperate glow that turns the plain… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
“This much is already known: for every sensible line of straightforward statement, there are leagues of senseless cacophonies, verbal jumbles and incoherences.… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
I know of a wild region whose librarians repudiate the vain superstitious custom of seeking any sense in books and compare it… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
“One day or one night—between my days and nights, what difference can there be?—I dreamed that there was a grain of sand… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
I wonder if I have woven through dreams the sexual strife. I don't think so. But after all, my business is to… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
Days and nights passed over this despair of flesh, but one morning he awoke, looked (with calm now) at the blurred things… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
“Let no one reduce to tears or reproach This statement of the mastery of God, Who, with magnificent irony, gave Me at… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
The execution was set for the 29th of March, at nine in the morning. This delay was due to a desire on the part… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
Like all writers, he measured the achievements of others by what they had accomplished, asking of them that they measure him by what he… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
Loneliness does not worry me; life is difficult enough, putting up with yourself and with your own habits. — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
The fact is that all writers create their precursors. Their work modifies our conception of the past, just as it is bound to modify… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
I don't think we're capable of knowledge, but I like to keep an open mind. So if you ask me whether I believe in… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
The web of time - the strands of which approach one another, bifurcate, intersect, or ignore each other through the centuries - embraces "every"… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
When I write, I do it urged by an intimate necessity. I don't have in mind an exclusive public, or a public of multitudes,… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
I foresee that man will resign himself each day to new abominations, and soon that only bandits and soldiers will be left. — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
